So why are you blinded by books
That don't curve your imagination
Just a parrot
Repeating another man's thoughts
So you walk through crowds
Portraying a martyr
I know the battery is low
So you seem energized
I know you need a charger
Or possibly I'm wrong
Maybe you needed a father
Who wasn't there
Holding your hand
In the darkest hour
Instead he left you
Outside and in pain
Plunging through toxic rain showers
Far from candy rain
Now your left
Trying to change
Trying to aim
Yearning 4 hearts when false prophets
Are still in the dark
Carrying around your last matches
Thinking you have a torch
Better lay off that pork
You are what you eat
So much effort but no spark
I cee they are trying to reach
They are trying to leave there mark..
Like Noah
I forewarn even before the storm
Now watching from the ark
The water is symbolic to wisdom
If they only do the knowledge
You heard??
Just stop, look, listen, and observe!
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